My Sister – A real creature

Bright, brilliant and lighting face
So is my sister full of grace
Acting as dervish bearing aspersions
So is my sister making what concoctions
Looking for steps forward beautiful guy
Whatever she liked wished that to buy
Frugal, lyric imagined just like seasons
Waiting for the answers along with reasons
Blessings, benedictions of that no guilty
Left us alone leaving herself for last duty
Fulfilling joys of everybody’s soul and mind
Fighting with bravado doing liked things
Seemed like flowers smelled like juice
Looking problems thinking them to reduce
A real treasure of beauty, a quick resilient
Social creature and quite beneficient
Triggering new ideas of religion fast
None but can only be reminded everlast
Twinkling, delighting lovely creature
Setting for journey to lovely nature.

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